Don't you know, he was the king of saxophonesYes indeed he wasTalkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so goodSome people knew him by the BeanBut Hawkins was his name

He sure could swing and play pretty tooSounds good to me, should sound good to youI love to hear him playing Body and SoulVery pleasing to the ear

When I first heard it on the recordI just stopped right there,Sounded like a band of angels in the sky,And I have never ever heard a sweeter toneI fact I pay no 'ttention to the saxophone'Til Coleman Hawkins came along and spoke to everyone Saying better listen won't you hear me,While I play for you

Sometimes it's hotThen again it's blueMy soul just seems to wander,Pleasing each and everyone It's what I've long been craving for

The doors have not been always open,But I am trying to please you.Please don't stop me.Hope you like it folks

And then he started cookin' Every time he playedSome melodic melody fast or slowYou could tell that it was Hawkins

No other one ever hasQuite captured his toneJust he alone Has the sound that penetratesIt will sure go right through youYes it will And every chorus gives you just another thrill

Then along came Eddie JeffersonHe sang the melody like Hawkins played itHe sang it trueHe sang it blueMade words for it too

All his fans in New York loved himThere's no one above himHere in the USAI've heard 'em say ol' Eddie was the man

Oh how he could singMan did he swingSang on the wing, did his own thingYes he did

Throughout the country Music lovers are still wiggin' on Eddie's singin'All around the world he is knownRhythm was his special joy He swung it like a horn

He must have been born to be a singer'Cause his lyrics were so sincere and trueFunny sad or blueOh yeah!

And we've got to remind youMany years it took himSinging every day to achieve his first claim to fame

He was twenty years ahead of his timeAnd he knew itBut he kept right on-a singingHe went all around the world making rhythm'Cause music sure was in him and he knew it was

Sang with Moody and Richie ColeHe could sing it just like BirdBut his forte was the words he wrote toMusic that he sang

So he sang, and he sangAnd he sang his words so cleverAnd I know they'll silence him never'Cause he cut this masterpiece

And now we're trying to sing it for youHope the Bean and Eddie both would still approveThere we goWe didn't mean to reminisceYou can surely betThat we won't forget'Cause we hear them yetGoodbye